The Devil Priest and the Brave Beautiful Girl

"Very well, only the last one is left." After spending more than two hours, Ulysses walked around in the city of Glory and was surprised to find that he did not know when the red rose in his hand had already passed. The less come. By now, there is only the last one left.

And as the red rose in his hand diminished, a pleasing and beautiful scenery began to appear in this area of ​​the Glory City. Whether on the road, in the square, or in the creek, girls wearing red roses appeared.

Some of them put roses in their hair, some on their chests, and some on their shoulders. But no matter where it is, the beautiful red rose and the beautiful girl always match.

The white city of glory, because of Ulysses' flowers, quietly became more charming.

Since Ulysses did not choose a specific target to send flowers, the beautiful red rose can be seen everywhere. People can't help but feel the illusion that red roses are becoming popular in this city.

Ulysses, who successfully completed the task, was also very happy. In fact, he didn't mind the duel of Prince Alexander himself. If it weren't for Lufa's encouragement, perhaps he would give up after sending six roses to a girl he knew well.

However, the experience of sending flowers this time is really extraordinary, he has learned a lot of things. How to talk to girls naturally, how to give gifts out with a smile. There are so many things that he only knows when he has done it. He has to thank Lufa for allowing him to learn many, many things.

In general, things went smoother than he thought. During the journey along the way, he gave beautiful roses to many people.

There are girls reading in the square, girls holding a boat leisurely in the creek, and girls chatting with friends happily. (There are really many girls in this city, and they are all pretty and cute. Ulysses also finds it a bit strange)

But even though they are all beautiful and cute girls, the reaction is still different. The most is the girl who suddenly blushed like the uniform girl in the square fountain, then hesitated, and finally decided to accept it.

It is strange that they all called him "sister" in the end, and they all kept the roses he gave away. Does he really look so girly? This white robe is obviously for men and women...

The other girls didn't call him "sister", but the soft eyes, unsuspecting movements, and sweet smiles obviously misunderstood something.

In fact, he is really just simply sending flowers, and there is no strange meaning.

"Oh." Thinking of this, Ulysses had to sigh. After the inexplicable rebirth of the body, this problem became more serious than before.

This is not a joke. In the past, because of his fear of Aunt Lana wearing women's clothing, he even took the initiative to create "Yona" to deal with the situation of having to wear women's clothing.

After leaving the village of Mira, he wore the black robe of the wizard that has remained unchanged forever, and intentionally or unintentionally concealed his appearance, and did not usually tidy up his hair or anything. In this case, basically no one will pay attention to his appearance, let alone think of other things.

But "Uss" didn't have this memory, so he didn't know how to hide himself without being noticed. After leaving the ice phoenix mother and coming to the human world, this problem has become worse and out of control.

I really want to recover my memory quickly. However, this is not something he can control, let's go with the flow. Since he made the chain himself, there is almost no way to break it on his own.

Rasha, how are you? If you are there, this last rose should be given to you. Ulysses looked at the last red rose in his hand. The figure of the girl who carried the big sword and smiled at him as before appeared in front of him.

After that, he had no news of her. I asked Helen, but Helen didn't know. However, if it is Rasha, he must continue to march on the road to the brave and will not waver.

Powerful, confident, focused, possessing the strongest talent and not slacking off, demanding himself in the strictest way, this is La Xia, his childhood sweetheart, a girl with special meaning to him.

The afternoon sun shone on the stone bridge by the small river, and the melodious bell sounded from the distant church, reminding people in the city that it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

"It's almost time, go back to the square." Looking at the distant sky, Ulysses decided to go back.

He didn't plan to give away the last rose, but left it for Laxia, who didn't know where it was.

This last rose belongs to the only girl with special meaning to him.

The flower language of the first rose is love at first sight, ninety-nine roses are love forever, I don’t know what the language of the last rose is.

...

Prince Alexander awakened from the darkness and saw the sun, the sky, and the faces of the familiar maids. They were still unflattering.

Prince Alexander struggled to get up from the darkness, a small setback could not stop his ambition. Even though the lower body almost lost consciousness, the flame in his heart was still burning.

That is the flame named "love"! As long as the flame is still there, no matter how many times he dies, he will crawl out of the abyss at the bottom of hell.

"Prince, don't force it."

"This is a serious injury. You have to go back to the college to lie down for a week."

"Even the best priest can't heal the problem in that regard, you have to rely on yourself, prince!"

The maids who accurately judged the injured state of the Fourth Prince of the Slo Empire gave an accurate treatment plan. In this regard, they are experts. When the prince’s hair was all burned, they were also responsible for first aid.

"Shut up! Shut up! No matter whether it's a **** or anything else, it can't stop me! As long as I'm alive, then I will continue to fight!"

Like a phoenix reborn from the flames, Alexander, the fourth prince of the Slow Empire, showed his terrifying willpower, and he just survived the serious injury that would allow ordinary people to lie in bed for a week and suffer from hemiplegia.

"Flowers!" Alexander, who had crawled back into the sunny world from the abyss of death, stretched out his hand and once again held the ninety-nine roses sent by the maids. This was already his third bouquet of roses.

"Hahahaha, death can't stop me!" A raging flame burned in Alexander's eyes, like a flame demon returning from hell, starting a new round of action.

It is a pity that there is a huge gap between reality and ideals. Alexander did not notice his current image. Thanks to the serious and responsible maids, his injury was intact. No, it should be said that it was a "complete" dressing.

The valuable rune bandages and expert-level bandaging techniques have transformed Alexander. It seems that you don't need to purchase equipment anymore, you can directly transfer to a cursed mummy.

"Ah, monster!"

"The mummy is resurrected!"

"Priest, where is the priest? Come on, there are undead monsters here!"

"The flower is cursed, I can't pick it up!"

Therefore, when Ulysses returned to the square, he was able to watch a wonderful scene comparable to the legendary epic performance "The Return of the Mummy" for free.

The tall white mummy is constantly going back and forth around the square, seeming to be chasing something. It's a pity that almost all the girls he liked were frightened and ran away without even thinking about it.

In the end, the "mummy" bumped into Ulysses's head without thinking, and was surprised to find that there was still a girl who was not afraid of him. He quickly handed out the rose in his hand, and then started his love poem offensive.

At this point, he stopped picking his chest and figure. There is not much time, and he has to at least score a record, otherwise he would be ashamed of the young and promising duke in the age of ancient magic.

"I need you, only you! Let my heart keep repeating this sentence, all the desires that seduce me day and night, are utter deceit and emptiness, just like the night hidden in the haze of praying for light... "

"This voice... Are you... Prince Alexander?" Ulysses looked at him dumbfounded and didn't know when he switched to the necromantic career. The prince thought.

"Yes, I am the great Prince Alexander, the fourth prince of the Slow Empire...Wait, it's you! The little girl with no breasts!" Alexander found out, and finally found out that what lies in front of him is his life and death. The big enemy, the little girl who started a red rose duel with him.

etc! Why is there only one rose in her hand! Isn't it? Isn't it...

The most unlikely and worst possibility appeared in Alexander's mind. This is even more shocking than he hits the wall, was rejected repeatedly, and finally hit him with a knee-jerk lore. It is simply to subvert the terrible facts of his outlook on life and the world as a great young man.

How did that happen? How did that happen! Impossible, it can't be like that! how is this possible! The wailing of wild beasts echoed in Alexander's mind, and the Buddha was expelled from the wolf pack, like a lone wolf who could never find his partner again.

But even more unfortunate is that the culprit who expelled this arrogant lone wolf was actually a she wolf! It was a she wolf who took away the happiness that should belong to the lone wolf! There is nothing more unreasonable in this world.

God is not fair! Alexander yelled hoarsely, but it was a pity that no one could hear his voice.

"It's me, the duel time is almost over. I think it should be possible to tell the winner." Ulysses took a few steps away from Alexander. Now, he felt a terrible grey breath from him.

It was a scent that was mixed with many things that made people feel cold in the back. It felt like a curse, Ulysses even saw a lot of inexplicable writing on Alexander's bandage.

Did you change your job as expected? Is it cursing the mummy king or the necromancer? Ulysses began to recall the relevant records he had read in the "Encyclopedia of Undead".

"Haha, haha, how many did you send?" Alexander felt that his laugh was very similar to the dry laugh of a jackal, and it was the dry laugh of a jackal who was driven out of the pack by a chestless she wolf.

"Ninety-eight flowers, the last one is left." The good boy Ulysses answered honestly.

"Puff!" Alexander heard, hearing the sound of his own heart being pierced through. That strong and powerful heart was penetrated by this tragic result, the sound of torn apart.

The Red Rose duel is a duel based on the will, faith, and perseverance of the nobility. So neither party needs a notary, nor will they lie.

Although he was very upset about this little girl with no breasts. But looking at her eyes, he knew that she didn't lie.

Three hours, ninety-eight red roses, what a terrible power, what a terrifying power of action and courtship skills this is. Even the duke and the swordmaster who performed the red rose duel in that ancient language magic book can never achieve such a terrifying result in just three hours.

It's terrible, it's terrible! Who is this little girl, an angel that descended from the sky? It was the demon who came out of the darkness of hell, sending out ninety-eight roses in three hours. This is no longer something humans can do!

In that case, he is fighting non-human beings! How could he have a chance to fight against this monster!

"Oh oh oh oh!" Alexander let out a bleak roar again, it was the defeated lone wolf licking his wound in the dark moon night. Lost his pride, lost his homeland, and had nowhere to go, he shouted at the unfairness of this world.

"How many did you send?" Ulysses looked at the rose in Prince Alexander's hand with some confusion, as if there were not a few.

However, things cannot always be superficial. After all, he is a prince, and he might have given out hundreds of roses. This is already another rose (only half of the right guess).

"God is dead!" There were tears in Alexander's eyes, blood and tears of grief and anger, blood and tears of cursing the injustice of the world.

He angrily tore off all the rune bandages on his face and body.

No longer needed, these things. What he needs now is a miracle. It is a miracle that can completely knock down the monster in front of him, and then step on a foot fiercely. Although, even he himself knew that this was impossible.

Just when Alexander was desperate and almost ready to admit defeat, he saw something different in Ulysses's eyes.

That is fear, the fear of seeing natural enemies. It was the first time I saw something in her eyes since I met this little girl. It seemed that on the other side of the square, a monster that was many times more terrifying than her appeared, and she was not even the opponent's demon.

What's there? Alexander turned around suspiciously, and then cast his gaze to the end of Ulysses's line of sight.

Then, he saw and saw the ultimate existence that he felt dreamlike even if he saw it-the legend that the combat power exceeded 15,000.